From arms dealer to king of war

"Fat Goose" landed the Mi-8 in the ruins of the camp, preparing to pack away several tons of banknotes and some valuable loot.

Even the beast specimens placed in the office were not wasted. I picked out a few intact ones and packed them away. It would also be good to put them in the boss's office later to fill the scene.

Qiao Jia himself had no interest in those specimens, but thinking about the development of his hunting guide company, he finally went with them.

Because his ribs were injured, Qiao Jia had been sitting on the ground at the door of the secret room without moving.

It wasn't until the 'Hemostatic Clamps' and the others finished searching the 'Imperial Palace' and came to show him and confirmed that there was no problem, that Qiao Jia stood up and took two steps, changing places to prevent himself from getting in the way.

Seeing the 'Hemostatic Clamp', they didn't even care about the injuries on their arms. They threw away their weights and ran in and started pouring money out. Qiao Jia smiled at Nice who was always by his side and said, "Go and feel it too. It feels amazing to carry 20 kilograms of banknotes at once."

Nice shook his head slightly and said, "I don't need it."

As she spoke, she looked at Qiao Jia's ribs. After hesitating a few times, she said unnaturally in a small voice: "Can you please stop taking risks? You can be a very good sniper..."

Nice's voice was very low, and Qiao Jia didn't hear it very clearly. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was doing, and then he shook his head sadly and said, "I was not injured by the enemy, it was a bit of a bizarre accident.

If you ask me, snipers are the most dangerous job type, and this is Afika, otherwise I wouldn't leave you and the owl alone outside and ignore them. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia suddenly remembered something. He opened the backpack at his feet and pulled out two lucky puppies from inside.

Looking at the two fleshy calico puppies, he waved to Nice and said with a smile: "These are the trophies I found in Boykin's office. Judging from the looks of their parents, they should be South African mastiffs.

They are indeed ugly, but these two cubs are quite ugly.

Didn't you always like to play with animals in Damazin? They gave them to you. Keeping things like cheetahs is too expensive, so it would be better to keep a dog.

It is said that the South African Mastiff will make a great guard dog once it is trained. I have seen many special forces movies where soldiers will take a police dog with them when they go to war.

We don’t know how to train them, but it doesn’t matter, as long as they can stop barking, stay close to you during a fight, bite bad guys when they see them, and at the end of the day, they can be kept to relieve their boredom. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia stuffed the two wilted cubs into Nice's arms and said with a smile: "You have used your pistol too many times. Having two dogs is more useful than a pistol."

Nice, who had just smiled a little more because of the gift, was choked by Qiao Jia's words. Then thinking about the high standards and strict requirements of the man in front of her for pistols, she lowered her head and turned to the side without saying anything.

Seeing Nice holding the two ugly dogs in front of his eyes and making an unexpectedly cute face, Qiao Jia shook his head in discomfort.

When he was looking for someone to chat with, his satellite phone suddenly rang...

"I'm a jackal!"

"…………"

"speak English……"

"I am a major in the Congolese Defense Forces in Iakoma..."

"I'll tell you the detailed location. How long will it take for you to arrive?"

"8~14 hours!"

"Well, your efficiency is a bit surprising..."

…………

Qiao Jia hung up the phone, then looked at the busy people, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, just sort the money. Don't bother with anything with a face value of less than 5,000 yuan. We will always come later." Leave something for the people.”

Hearing the boss's greeting, 'Chainsaw', like a hard-working farmer, nodded honestly and shouted: "Don't worry, boss, we are not fools."

When 'Chainsaw' was talking, Dorian was filled with banknotes and was holding a large stack of unfolded banknotes. After lighting them with a silver lighter, he wanted to imitate the big shot in the movie and use burning money to do so. cigarette.

Antar was in a rare good mood and even held up his cell phone to turn on the camera to cooperate with him.

Everyone who passed by would give a 'knowing smile', but Dorian, the idiot, didn't feel anything at all. Instead, he kept putting on more idiotic poses with Antal's encouragement.

Ronaldinho from Bolivia climbed up from the basement carrying a large bag of money. When he passed by Dorian, he glanced at the lens in Antal's hand, then gave Dorian a thumbs-up gesture with a grin, and smiled. Then he said: "You are so handsome. If you go to Bolivia like this, you will find at least 10 lovers."

With that said, 'Little Luo' walked up to Qiao Jia, bent down and handed a ball of black soil with a suspicious smell to Qiao Jia, and said: "Boss, we arrived in time, that bastard named Boykin is trying fermented coca, and was almost successful.

If we had been two months later, these things might have been refined into ‘KKY’.

And once the news spreads that there is coca in Afica, Colombians will definitely come looking for it. "

Qiao Jia only had a rough understanding of the production process of ‘KKY’, and his understanding of the drug business was limited to paper talks.

He put the black mud pill in his hand in front of his nose and smelled it. Then he was shaken by the strange smell and said, "How much can this thing be sold for?"

Ronaldinho pursed his lips and shook his head and said: "It depends on the place. In Peru and Bolivia, one kilogram of roughly processed coca leaves may only fetch a few hundred dollars.

Farmers in Peru and Bolivia generally rely on selling this kind of stuff to drug traffickers to make up for their agricultural losses.

But after these things are refined and processed, as long as KKY with a purity of more than 90% can be sent to the United States or Europe, and diluted and packaged, it can make a profit of 80,000 to 100,000 US dollars per kilogram. "

Qiao Jia just made a rough calculation in his mind and knew why those drug dealers were so crazy.

What is the concept of 100 times profit?

Let alone the fact that people are not decapitated in many places, even if they are decapitated or even cut into pieces, there are still some people who are willing to take the risk.

Think about the Afika drug dealers in their own territory who are so crazy about growing some marijuana and shipping it.

Thinking about it again, once 'professionals' came to cooperate with those sick-minded Afika drug dealers, Qiao Jia immediately shuddered.

It's bad enough here. Until they make enough money, the drug dealers can't even think about developing and growing here.

Throwing away the mud ball in his hand, Qiao Jia looked at 'Little Luo' and said: "You have checked the coca cultivation situation here before. How big is it?

‘Fat Goose’ brought 80 kilograms of TNT, enough to destroy all the coca. "

Ronaldinho spent his entire military career fighting against drug cartels and felt his boss's disgusting attitude towards coca. He grinned and said: "No problem, there are still some surviving vehicles in the camp. I'll go pick them up." It shouldn't be a big problem to pump out the oil and make some gasoline bombs.

Even if it doesn't burn all of it, it will burn most of it and contaminate the rest. "

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "Hurry up then, don't think about money, I will send you US dollars later, and you let 'Poisonous Wolf' Shock' accompany you. You must get rid of the surrounding jungle before the Congolese army comes." Heat it up.

After arranging everything, Qiao Jia, who was suffering from pain in his ribs, took off his tactical vest and found a flat piece of grass to lie down on.

Looking at the Super Toucan still lingering in the sky, Qiao Jia pressed the radio and said: "Cobra, what are you waiting for? You just spent more than 5 million on me in a few minutes. Now you can go back. Stop wasting my gas money.”

The 'Cobra' on the radio smiled boldly and said: "I'm waiting for the 'Fat Goose' to take off. I have to escort him to the base. I heard that you have made a fortune. Remember to leave a share for me."

Qiao Jia watched the money-burning 'master' in the sky move across the sky lightly. He didn't know whether the cobra could see it, but he just smiled and waved his hands and said, "No problem, and I found that I seem to like cluster bombs.

If this thing gives up those fancy intelligent guidance functions, in theory it shouldn't be expensive, right? "

'Cobra' felt that his boss seemed to have an idea, and he smiled and said: "As long as you fly low enough, you can shoot accurately, and as long as you shoot accurately enough, there is no need for satellite guidance.

It's a pity that Sevia's arsenal doesn't dare to produce these things, and others won't sell them to you, otherwise your battle here would be much easier.

Think about aerial bombs. Today’s camp actually has four 250-kilogram aerial bombs. The effect may be better than cluster bombs, and you won’t need to go to the ‘Imperial Palace’ to attack the enemy. "

Qiao Jia silently recited 'aerial bomb', then made up his mind and took out the satellite phone to call the 'professor'.

This kind of thing is really useful. If cluster bombs can’t be used, why can’t aerial bombs be used?

If I can’t buy cluster bombs, can’t I make them myself?

The 500 kg class cannot be built, and no one can carry the 250 kg Afika.

I insist on making high-precision belt guidance. Even if I make one shot a week, it is equivalent to making one million. One month is four million, one year is 50 million, and it will be made in ten years...

After making the phone call, Qiao Jia fully carried forward Ah Q's spirit and fantasized about his life after becoming a rich man. Then he looked at the clear blue sky of Afika and slowly fell asleep on the grass while daydreaming. On fire.

Kaman, who had been immersed in his own memories and fell silent, saw Qiao Jia sleeping on the grass. He cheered up and stood up and quietly walked to Qiao Jia's side, and then motioned to Dorian, who was playing tricks, to calm down. , and at the same time let everyone speed up the action.

Nice also sat quietly next to Qiao Jia. She took a piece of compressed biscuit, broke it into pieces and put it in the palm of her hand. She mixed the biscuit with water into batter, and then fed it to the two fat puppies.

Seeing the little fat dog eating greedily, Nice poured the batter into Qiao Jia's palm with a smile on his face.

The two little chubby dogs rushed over, grabbed Qiao Jia's hand and licked it fiercely. As a result, Qiao Jia was itchy and kicked him over.

Nice comforted the two fat dogs, then helped them adjust their position with a smile, and motioned for them to continue...

Carman looked at Nice, who rarely looked like a normal girl. He hesitated and said, "The boss made a mistake. These two dogs are Rhodesian lion hounds. Don't treat them as pets. Once trained, they will become Very good helper.

Well, they are much more useful than those children in Ayo..."